Tuesday, February 22, 2011

the anatomy of a tantrum

He wants the scooter, but it's not his turn...

Mommy tells him to wait for his turn, and he sticks his tongue out at me and crosses his arms...Mommy says "No sir, you are not allowed to disrespect mommy"... and the tears begin...Sobbing at this injustice, he dramatically throws himself onto the steps...And then slowly crawls his way up to the front door...Life is so unfair when you're three...

:)

(and mommy is thrilled to have had the camera out during this typical, daily, three-year-old event :)

Gotta love 3....NOT! Della will be 4 in a weeks, but she's going out of her threes with a BANG. All morning, she chanted "I waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaant my Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaddddddddddddddddddddddddddy" as she scrubbed the pencil marks off the wall that she mistook for paper! Daddy is in Mexico on a business trip and she's going to be the death of me this week.

About Me

Pull up a chair! My name is becca. I contradict myself every single day. I love life, even in the muck. I drink lots of coffee and could eat cereal for every meal. I need mercy, and you probably do, too. I'm not really worried about where it comes from... just glad to have it. I have three kids, a kick-ass husband, and too much to do. I think most people are awesome, but not the meanies. I love watching my kids grow up, and don't do a lot of looking back or regretting. We're on the ride of our lives... soak it in.